Brobdingnagian Bards piosenki

Of all the trades in England, a-beggin' is the best For when a beggar's tired, You can lay him down to rest. And a-begging I will go, a-begging I will go. (x2) I got a pocket for me oatmeal, and another for me rye. I got a bottle by me side to drink when...

Now listen all it's hard to think of an Irishman who doesn't drink and if you'd thought you'd found one you would surely wonder why the drink is good the drink is bad but drink won't tell you what you've had so look at me and all be sad for that Irishma...

Twas Friday morn when we set sail And we were not far from the land When the captain, he spied a lovely mermaid With a comb and a glass in her hand O the ocean's waves will roll And the stormy winds will blow While we poor sailors go skipping to the top...